Kanye West And Jay-Z

Kanye West And Jay-Z - H.A.M. lyrics

rate me

It was all good just a week ago

Niggas feel theyselves

And then watch the throne drop

Niggas kill theyselves

What niggas gon' do ho?

This a new crack on a new stove

I'm in the two door, true that

Niggas tellin' me "You back?"

Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh?

And if life a bitch, suck my dick huh?

And I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh

By the way nigga, you should fuckin' quit, nigga

Just forget it, you talk it, I live it

Like Eli I did it, jokes on you muthafucker and I get it

No paper ho, but you can have some more of me

Orgy, or are we speakin' methaphorically

Historically, I'm kickin' bitches out like pam, nigga

Goin' H.A.M. nigga, me and jigga

And a nigga still young, wanna have no kids

But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit

Had a few white girls, asses flat as shit

But the head so good, damn a nigga glad he hit

Got 'em jumpin' out the building

Watch out below, a million out the door

I'm about to go H.A.M., hard as a muthafucker

Let these niggas know who I am

I'm about to go H.A.M., hard as a muthafucker

Let these niggas know who I am

Fuck y'all mad at me for?

You don't even know what I've been through

I play chicken with a Mac truck

Y'all muthafuckers woulda been moved

I swam waters with great whites

Y'all muthafuckers woulda been chewed

I hustle with vultures late nights

Y'all muthafuckers woulda been food

Fuck wrong with these dudes?

Try to walk around in these shoes

See the shit I saw growing up

And maybe you can take a peek at these boos

Niggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily like

These rappers rap about all the shit that I do really

I'm like really half a billi nigga, really you got baby money

Keep it real with niggas, niggas ain't got my lady money

Watch the throne, don't step on our robe

Bad enough we let you step on our glow

When my nephew died, daddy dead

Niggas took the price on my uncle's head

Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled

So I feel like I would like to know my uncle's bread

Bow down, brother pay homage

Don't spill hate all on my garments

Commes Des Garçons, fuck you're fresh

Head shots nigga fuck your vests

Fuck the pig, no pork on my fork

Peace God, 'cause you know a nigga just went H.A.M.

Hard as a muthafucker, let these niggas know who I am

Yeah I'm 'bout to go H.A.M.

Hard as a muthafucker, let these niggas know who I am

Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM

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